And oh boy did he call!

Sally and I had been working so hard in the past six months that a holiday was long overdue. As you all know I am a very busy photographer, while Sally spends 14 hours a day wheeling and dealing on her screen in the City of London.

We are both very independent, earning good money, so we decided to take a ‘bareboat’ charter (no it’s not what you think!) of a yacht from one of the large charter companies in Italy. Both of parents were fanatical about sailing and many cold wet weekends were spent in our youth sailing around the Severn Estuary and along the Devon and Cornish coasts of England. Eventually both fathers took their yachts to the Mediterranean & Caribbean for warmer summer holidays while we were in our teens.

Seeing how popular we were with all our friends wanting to join us in the sun, we were spurred on in our early 20’s to get our own sailing qualifications. After more wet days and nights in the cold water around southwest England, both of us now have our RSA Coastal Skipper/Yachtmaster certificates. This means, for some reason, that we have a licence to take out other people’s very expensive boats, on our own with totally untrained friends, while we try to avoid various rocks and sandbars without wrecking it.

We were all set to fly to Venice to pick up our 57ft ‘Swan’. Our plan was to arrive in at the airport, step onto a water taxi and go straight to the yacht. But even for these special holidays problems can arise. It appeared that the previous week’s charter had had an emergency in Croatia and were running a couple of days behind schedule.

That of course changed our plans as Sally and I were going to provision the boat in Venice and sail it across to Split in Croatia to collect our boyfriends, neither of whom had done any sailing.

In addition we had really wanted six people to crew the yacht so at the last minute we also persuaded our Czech friend, Nikki, and her hunk of a man to join us. But thanks to mobile phones all was not lost! I managed to call my boyfriend, Rupert, and we agreed that all the boys would still meet in Split but would get a ferry across to one of the islands to meet us there in a few days. Nikki had been modelling in Rome and had already met us at Venice Airport, so now we at least had all the girls together.

To be fair to the Charter Company they were as helpful as possible and did not just shrug their arms and walk away! Their agent met us and offered us either rooms at a very nice hotel on the Lido or an entire apartment overlooking the Grand Canal! Well as fabulous as those hotels are out on the Lido I had never stayed in a Venetian house or apartment, and especially not one on the Grand Canal. So no argument from any of us as we headed off to the centre of that wonderful city.

We were delivered by water taxi literally to the front door and walked into a most incredible palace! The rooms were huge, ornate and beautifully furnished, just lacking food and wine. As we were going to have to provision the boat anyway we were quite happy to go out shopping. The agent left us promising that the yacht would be back in a day, or so, and that they could bring it to the house’s own mooring! What a delight.

We had a wonderful time. Shopping not just for food but all those marvellous little boutiques. And as for the glass! Venetian glass is world famous and we managed to persuade ourselves that we needed many pieces! We returned in the evening, exhausted! There were sumptuous bedrooms for each of us, all with en-suite bathrooms, so a bath or shower was our first priority.

Then disaster! It appeared that two out of the three bathrooms didn’t have any running water. As practical as we are, none of us could fathom out the problem, so although it was late I called my man, Enzo, and yet again, the Charter Company came to our aid. Just one phone call and they said that they would send a plumber, “In an hour, or so, - we promise!” Try and get that done in good old Blighty.

The working shower was in Nikki’s room and within minutes all three of us were in there, showering, bathing or doing all those womanly things with their body! You know how women can spend time in front of a mirror! Now, while I had feasted on Sally’s naked body many times, both really close up and at a distance, this was the first time I had seen Nikki stripped. Both girls have beautiful heavy firm breasts, full hips and bottoms to die for! Obviously Nikki was prepared for wearing either nothing, or the briefest of bikinis, as she was also well shaved, like us, although in our case we shave completely for preference.

As with some other girlfriends, Rocket being one (see Rockets Ride), Sally is a frequent model of mine (and sometime lover, as our mood has taken us). She has one of the most perfect figures, being exceptionally glamorous with her flowing shoulder length hair, exquisite face with flawless complexion, complimented by deep dark brown eyes.

To be totally honest I am really a breast girl! Sally’s are wonderful, full, with quite large nipples, and very sensitive when aroused. I have spent hours seemingly licking and sucking on her heavenly mounds bringing her to incredible orgasms, without either of us touching her anywhere else! Some sexy woman!

Nikki was an unknown. Neither Sally nor I knew even if she ‘swung’. But as we went about preening ourselves and putting on some make-up I just felt that the atmosphere was ripe for us to chart some previously un-travelled waters. Nikki is smaller than either Sally or myself as we are both over 2 meters.

However she has what can only be described as a luxuriant body. She is very sensual and obviously wanted to know how we felt as, while she was standing in front of the huge wall mirror, with Sally and I drying ourselves alongside, she lifted her arms in the air, and asked in her delightful mid-European accent, “Do you think my boobies are too heavy?”

Sally walked over to her and stood behind her. “No, they are wonderful. Bring you arms down. See how they stick out without any support.”

“See.” Sally reached around Nikki and held each breast in the palm of each hand. The girls stared at each other in the mirror. Sally was almost embracing Nikki and I saw Nikki’s head begin to fall back onto Sally’s shoulder.

This was an electric moment. We all knew that things could progress quickly from here on. Nikki’s head was resting on Sally shoulder and she started caressing Nikki’s breasts, moulding her hands under each globe and running her thumbs up over the now firm and undeniably excited nipples. I watch in fascination as the girl’s heads came together for a kiss...

Then, suddenly, the house shook! Boom, boom! No, not an electronic ring, this was a real bell, or rather bells! Ohmygod, the front door, the plumber.

“Ooops, the bell tolls girls! Always at the wrong moment!” I said. Both girls hardly gave me a look through the mirror.

“OK, OK,” I said, “I’ll put on something and go and answer the door. It must be the plumber.” I said to deaf ears as I ran out of the bathroom into my room, picked up a pair of shorts and the first top I could find in my suitcase. I pulled on the shorts, ran my fingers through my hair and turned for the door and the stairs as I pulled the top on.

Boom, boom! Went the bell again as I ran down the huge wide stairs and across the marbled entrance hall. I flung open the door.

“Si?”

“Ah, err ‘ello I am Marco, the plumber!”

“Oh, wow!” I thought, “What a plumber! He can plumb me anytime!” All Italian, dark, muscled and very good looking. Yummy...

“Oh, I am sorry,” I said trying to stop staring, “Yes you’re right, umm, err Marco, yes please come in.”

I stood back for Marco to come into the house. He was staring at me and I realised in my haste that I had only managed to do up one button of my all too brief top. My breasts, which are considered to be a ‘good British Standard handful’ (!) were spilling out of the top with one nipple definitely up for air.

“Oops, I’m sorry, we were just showering,” I say. “Come. I will show you where we have the problem.”

I lead him upstairs and show him the two bathrooms without any water. He followed me up and I ‘felt’ his eyes on my bum all the way! I love being naughty so I made a point of swaying reasonable seductively up every step. God, can’t I stop even for one minute! However it seemed to have an effect as a casual glance showed me that this Marco could certainly help hold up a tent, if his trousers weren’t in the way.

“I have some friends here Marco,” I said, “I’ll go and tell them that you’re here. Just have a look around please.”

“OK, OK I look, eh.”

I ran down the hall and into the bedroom.

“Hey, girls, what all this? Starting without me?”

The girls had managed to stagger from the bathroom and Sally was now lying back on the bed, supported by her elbows, her hands holding her breasts and pinching her nipples as she was apparently in complete rapture as most of her attention was being given to whatever Nikki’s tongue was doing between her legs.

Both girls looked up as I came in.

“Oh, watch it Nikki, we’ve been caught!” smiled Sally. “She’s going to need looking after as well! Arghh, yes do that again, ummmm great, oh yes, more, more.” The final part was in reaction to Nikki returning her tongue to obviously just the right spot.

“Hang on girls,” I said sitting down beside them, we now have a real male hunk in the building!”

“Eh!” Both heads came up. “What, where?” They asked in unison.

OK, the plumber, remember? Or has a few minutes of girly-passion befuddled your brains completely? He’s adorable, all dark hair, muscles and Italian!

Sally pulled Nikki up to her and gave her a big kiss, pulling back to say, “Hey, honeybun, why don’t we go and see what we have here, ummm? We can always come back if she’s got it wrong."

“Oh and my darling,” looking straight at me, “this tart here, Nikki,” said Sally giving Nikki a big hug, “is a real goer! Yippee, she’s just confessed to have wanted to fuck both of us since we first met her! And I can tell you that her tongue is very talented. Ooooooh!”

Nikki lent over to me and gave me a deep kiss. I responded immediately, then suddenly remembered Marco!

“Umm, that’s lovely. But hey, we can do each other later, lets go and see what we can do with Mr Marco!”

With that the girls bounded up and without thinking ran off to the other bathroom. Umm they were still naked, well lets see what Marco thinks! I was hotfoot behind them...

**

As you can imagine Marco never stood a chance! The girls walked into the bathroom where Marco was unscrewing a panel behind the WC. The first thing he knew was that there was a naked girl on each side of him, resting an arm on each shoulder.

“Hello Marco,” Sally said, “My name is Sally and this is Nikki, and we’ve come to help you with your plumbing!” With that both girls got a fit of giggles, and even Marco with his good but limited English began to understand what was so funny. He was really in complete shock. Seeing me partly clothed was bad enough, but then two other naked girls was too much. They had struck him dumb.

“OK Marco," said Nikki, “turning Marco around, lets see what you’re like. Umm, yes good strong face, muscles in those arms, and oh yes hard chest and six-pack tum. Oh what do we have here girls?!” Her arms were running all over him, down his face over his chest and to his waist.

“Oh my Marco, what do we have here,” said Sally as she felt a very nice hard bundle under Marco’s trousers.

“Come on girls, let’s see the goods!” Marco was just stupefied, but not quite dumb as the three of us managed to strip him within 30 seconds.

“Oh yes, mmmm, this looks really good,” said Sally as she held onto Marco’s exceptional cock. “It feels so alive, well, since Nikki has got me so prepared I think I’ll have him now!”

As so there was Marco, one minute a professional plumber setting about our shortage of water, and the next delivering a pile driver of a cock straight up into Sally’s wet, hot cunt.

As always my camera was at hand.

Yes, us girls were out to use this stud! Sally is obviously in seventh heaven, feeling that cock slip into her. Marco is holding her, helped by Nikki, who is also very keen that Sally has total enjoyment as her hands slip back to working Sally clit, teasing and rubbing it to make Sally feel so good.

“Yessss, that’s it you two. Come on Marco fuck me hard. Umm, yes let me sink all the way down. Oh kiss me Nikki, let me feel you as well, ummmm.”

Sally was a quick lover. What I mean is that she is always very highly aroused, so when she is fucking she can come quite quickly, if the mood takes her. That afternoon was no exception.

Sally rode that pole like it was her last. Nikki and Marco held her as she drove herself on his piston.

“Yes, come on you fucking Italian stud, push it in me, fuck me, fuck me.”

Thwack, thwack was all we could hear in that Bathroom as their bodies joined and they started glistening with sweat. Nikki was strumming Sally’s clit to perfection. Added to that the previous sexual stimulation from Nikki’s mouth in her pussy and around her clit meant that Marco only hard to make a few more strokes before he felt the hot wetness of Sally’s orgasm.

Miraculously, as we all found out, Marco had staying power! He didn’t come then, - but Sally did.

“Oh, yesssssssssssss, fuck,fuck,fu..gggggg!” As it overtook her she slumped forward, against Nikki and onto the floor. She shook and shuddered in her passion.

Nikki let her gently down and then turned on Marco, poor guy! She kissed him with total abandon, the past few minutes having raised her sexual appetite quite considerably. She felt for his still hard cock and climbing between his legs while still facing him, she also sank down onto his pole. No preambles, no finesse, just pure fucking.

Good for Marco that he managed to keep going for Nikki as she was dynamite. OK I had watched Sally fuck several men and we have made urgent and soft love many times, but I had never seen Nikki perform. That girl is dynamite! She might be smaller than us but she surely makes up for it in energy.

I, in the meantime, was managing to control myself. Just! As it would be rude to remain so overdressed, I had stripped off my shorts and top as soon as I had grabbed the camera, so whilst wanting to join in and savour both Marco’s fine body, and Nikki’s delectable pussy, I took the pro photographer route as I thought that I would not get the chance to take many photos like this again. The light was good and my models were away! So was I, but I contented myself with some open masturbation when time allowed, helping to sex-up the visual sights and make the whole experience that much more memorable...

Nikki also came very noisily and forcefully. She hung onto Marco then lay back onto the floor. Marco came with her, still deeply embedded inside her cunt. Nikki was able to take all of her weight on her shoulders, pushing her splayed legs up at Marco so they remained joined.

Sally had recovered by now and was ready for much more. She knelt over Nikki.

“Come on, girl, use that magic tongue on me again, suck out our juices. Yessss, mmmm, that’s right,” Sally told Nikki.

At the same time she turned to kiss Marco. She needed very little stimulation to come again. She watched as I buried three fingers in my cunt and had a small orgasm.

That was enough to send her over into another one herself. I managed to just catch the moment that it first hit her with Nikki tongue working her magic, while Sally pinched her nipples quite hard. Sally was travelling now and she wanted to taste and feel Marco’s cum. She reached out for him as he was beginning to mutter hard sexy Italian words at us all.

“Come on Marco,“ panted Sally, “I want to see your cum. Come on down onto the floor, fuck Nikki’s breasts, make them all sticky and gooey!”

I don’t think Marco understood too much of this English sex talk, but he did know what to do. As his cock slipped out of Nikki’s tight cunt lips she scooted around to lie further back on the floor. Marco crouched over her head. She licked the base of his cock and all over his clean shaved scrotum, while Sally gave him a final suck

“Oh Mama, hey girls you make Marco cum, seeeeeeeeeeeee,” panted a desperate Marco.

Nikki was holding her breasts up so Marco could soak them with his spunk. It gushed all over her while she sucked hard on his balls to make sure he emptied himself on her. Sally enjoyed catching much of the excess in her mouth and sucking the remains off Nikki’s heaving breasts.

Nikki was again going off as while Marco had been coming all over her, Sally’s fingers had picked up where Marco’s cock had done so well and I could watch as Sally managed to sink all four fingers into Nikki’s cunt. With all this attention of Marco’s hot cum all over her stomach and breasts and Sally rubbing her clit so hard and furious it was no surprise as she came again.

Marco lay back against the panel that a few minutes ago he had started undoing, a still bemused look on his face as he considered what had happened.

As my regulars will know, I love cum shots! So, before any of Marco copious juices dried on Nikki’s over heated body I got say to lift her up and for the two of them to pose, post orgasm.

That is also a beautiful shot, cum dripping down a well fucked Nikki, with Sally cupping one of her large breasts and looking over her shoulder with her “I like that feel” look on her face! These two would be hard to separate on this holiday I feel.

Marco’s recovery was amazing and while he still had that look that he’d just gone to heaven, he was able to speak a few words.

“Hey girls,” he said sitting up behind the girls, “I think the photographer needs to be fucked, Yes, No, eh?” Or words to that effect.

I quickly put the camera down as six hands reached out for me. I was the most willing girl! Nikki mumbled something like I have to catch this as Sally and I fell into an embrace. Even though it is not a photograph I took myself I have kept this as one of my favourites, I even have it framed beside my bed as it’s the last thing I look at before I turn out the lights!

Somehow Nikki had got us ‘framed’ with some ornamental fruit that was on the bathroom shelf and Sally’s hand is just coming up to cup my very sensitive breast.

And the night carried on from there! Marco, needless to say, wasn’t allowed to go home. He, at least for that one glorious night, was a true, ‘Italian Stallion’ and with our support and cajoling he was able to fuck all three of us twice before we allowed him to sleep. In addition both Sally and I were able to spend plenty of time making love with Nikki, trying out our new lover, tasting her juices and finding what really turned her on, other than a really hot hard fucking by Marco.

Then in the morning we dragged him back to bed to fuck us all again! I have in my private collection a timed shot of Marco fucking my arse while Sally was lying under me with her strap on buried in my cunt and Nikki sitting on Sally face while the two of us hugged each other while ALSO trying to smile at the camera! My smile was a true translation of the intensity of the feeling coursing through my body at that time! But sorry guys and girls that’s only for my private collection.

After he was wonderfully covered in sweat, sperm and all our juices we allowed him to use any of the showers first! Why? Well it turned out that the plumbing was OK! All Marco had to do was to turn on the access taps to each shower. His real work for the night took him all of three minutes.

I recommend a visit to Venice for all readers!

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Copyright Sammy Smith 1999-2003.